Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
Finally, she walked out the door. She dragged her feet slowly along the street; without any direction, without any destination. Her eyes were red from all the tears, the tears that haven’t stopped since the last fight. She can still remember it clearly as it kept playing in her mind over and over again, like a broken record playing back and forth over the disc. All the screams and cries that ended with her saying, “It’s over”. But from all the tears and the unfathomable feelings, one thing she knew for sure was that she was free. The feeling of relief was somewhat satisfying. It was like the whole world on her shoulder had finally been lifted; like she had been holding her breath for such a long time and finally, she could let it go She didn’t care about the people staring on the street wondering what was wrong, or how far and long she had walked, she was free and that was all that mattered. Finally, she was free.
You know how when you were a little kid and you believed in fairy tales and fantasies. You'll lie in bed and close your eyes wishing it would happen anytime soon. But eventually you grow up, and all those dreams and talks about fairy tales seems so stupid. You turn to the things and people that you can trust. Still, letting go of those dreams is pretty hard. Its the one thing you believe in and you hold onto since you were a little kid. Even though sometimes its impossible and it doesn't make sense. But that's the thing that makes you get up when you fall, and never give up on life when everything goes upside down and when everyone turn their back on you. Coz you have a complete utter faith that maybe just maybe, one day it will happen.